Robbie wasn’t as vexed as he had been the previous time. The feeling that rose within him was more akin to a sense of loss.

However, this seemed like a promising lead to Mommy’s whereabouts. Hope rekindled within Robbie’s heart, and he felt a renewed sense of vigor surge through him.

Robbie was young, but he knew that the more something was shrouded in secrecy, the more there was waiting to be uncovered.

He was determined to get to the bottom of things. What did that woman from Northridge have to do with Mommy?

Why did her figure look just like Mommy’s?

Most of all, why did she have Mommy’s ring?

her now, however. He couldn’t afford

on the door followed by Zachary’s

door

his jacket over the small sofa and surveyed his surroundings. “Raina did up this room for you when you were three and a half years old. Now that you’re older, would

handing a cup of fruit juice

chortled. “Wait till you grow up.

be?” Robbie queried, pouring himself a glass of

fondly and said, “Mentally and intellectually, you’re already pretty grown up. But your body is

you,” Robbie said, taking it as

their rooms were too childish for them. They’re insistent on

around his room. His gaze landed on the family portrait hanging on the wall. “This room still has traces of Mommy

silent. When Charlotte had left all those years ago, Robbie was the only one who had ever seen her. Robbie was thus privy to much more

age. He was able to piece things together even when the event had been incomprehensible to him when it happened. Robbie was thus aware of the fact that it was Henry who had forced Charlotte

resentment towards Henry was therefore

back so early today?” Robbie asked, changing

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